Infinitely Losing My Edge

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Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Monaco and from Lyon.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tokyo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.

I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Procol Harum to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.

But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.

I'm losing my edge.

I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Accadde A. All the underground hits.

All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.

I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.

But have you seen my records?

Jacques Brel, Livin' Joy, Dead Boys, Outsiders, Joyce Sims, The Names, Mandrill, Desert Stars, James White and The Blacks, Brick, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Neil Young, Stereo Dub, Kings Of Tomorrow, The Monochrome Set, JFA, Dave Gahan, Jeff Mills, Warsaw, The Electric Prunes, Lungfish, The Techniques, Jawbox, These Immortal Souls, Erasure, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Sun Ra, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Altered Images, John Foxx, The Pop Group, Country Teasers, Mission of Burma, The Blues Magoos, Jerry's Kids, Mary Jane Girls, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Rhythm & Sound, David McCallum, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Camberwell Now, Camouflage, LL Cool J, Archie Shepp, Kas Product, Neu!, Pet Shop Boys, The Fugs, Kango’s Stein Massive, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Angry Samoans, Gang Green, The Monks, Silicon Teens, Black Flag, Lou Reed, Lonnie Liston Smith, Sonny Sharrock, DeepChord presents Echospace, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.

You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.

A hack by Matthew Ogle who is very sorry to James Murphy and basically everyone (cheers to Darius and this for the late-night inspiration)